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[Verse 1 - Fiasco] So, are you going to stand for? in the sky, I and I 2 new Vans on a for that back, make that 2 new shoes on the van floor Me and my band out on road On a never-back-down-from-my-stance Touch more souls than a floor While they touch less floors a hand or Ceiling fan or - wait, let me tell ya my fans up to the ceiling And you'll never the floor Now if Noah a rower I'll be with my oar Til we get to the shore Dad made me a GI Joe to Cobras Tryna FBI my CIA my Infiltrate my my culture While watching through that buckle But I up on my hustle Turn belt back on they self Now I them scream for help Like Africa need aid, or women as maids Uncover turn those maids to Bubba's mothers the hero out the Nino Keep it real as trouble trouble Or maybe cartoon Martin on The Flip the script on chicks who think their shit smells perfume shops Help them find beauty Without a or movie She Delilah them .45s and Keisha with that Uzi Now I that's contradiction and needs in competition but It's hard to stay on point with such extremes in we waiting on that compromise Proceed with conscious eye New gang alert: occupies Repper the death of it FnF, left of me All my hate is for the recipes for wrestling Only I wrestle's when I'm wrestling with settling Only way I settle if we wrestle over I know that mix like ecstasy and ketamine Funny how I'm only if you never catch a thing Argue with your friends what really the record means Back and forth about its course, professor's refereeing Why he so rebellious? Up-front his realness? wanna be fiascoes, reproduce his failures Emperor is his alias, but not Aurelius This is more Sparta: kick you down a well, kid And on my last check, I copped the NSX, just like did Well did, doings to come My only promise is I'll never the young I'll human the sung lyrics in a spirit that's Superhuman to some, you pursuing the sum of Slums, plus, get up out of them, plus, never Just where you from, Make sure you ballin' when you come up in them, plus We die, multiply, every single come-up Rum-pum-pum-pum..